Awesome. I love that you kids know how to use all that money to party the right way.

Now it’s time to take all those resources and actually go accomplish something worthwhile, otherwise you’re nothing more than all the things your detractors will say about you after viewing these pics.

Oh, and I’m confused. I’m far from “rich” but I have a gold and platinum Amex. At what point did that become a token display of status? Black, I get. But who doesn’t have a gold?

‘”Those of us that were hard working, and paid off all of their debts, cannot get credit cards.”

Not sure what that means. I’ve worked hard for decades and have zero debt (other than my house) at the moment. I’ve racked up very low 5-figure debt and paid it off multiple times. That has left me with a credit rating of just above 800, which means I have no problem getting cards (quite the opposite, they won’t bugger off). If you worked hard and paid off debt I don’t understand how that translates to not being attractive to credit companies.

I dunno – I apply for credit cards sometimes. I get denied every time. I have no outstanding debts, and (I think) I’ve paid all my bills ontime for the last – at least 8 years. It’s confounding. I think I’m 760+. My FCU denied my credit application. I make a decent salary. WTF?

For that matter, the two large champagne bottles are Clicquot and Moet & Chandon Imperial. Neither of these are expensive champagnes. While I do like Imperial (I liked the White Star label it replaced better, though), it is, if I recall correctly, the most-sold actual champagne, and is amongst the cheapest. Clicquot is similarly a relatively cheap champagne. Standard bottles of Imperial sell for $30 or $40; those are larger, but are still not very expensive.

Those bottles are not the sort of bottles one saves, much less takes pictures with.

Same here. I have a Gold Amex too. I had a Platinum but the annual fee was too rich for my blood, thankyouverymuch! Anyone with good credit and a good income can get gold and platinum. I have never been offered the black.

Come on, now… Romney is Mormon. It’s doubtful that alcohol has ever crossed his lips. Or a beverage from Starbucks for that matter. We all know that, rather than waste money on elaborate parties, he was prudent with his earnings and gave back to the country in the form of job creation and reinvesting in American industry.

I’m more selfish in my displeasure. I saw the $4,000 bottle of champagne and thought “That’s my entire property tax bill for the year. The one I’m worried I might not be able to pay this year. Which means the city seizes my house.” But then there are people born into shacks in Appalachia with no electricity that probably think I’m sitting pretty. Life, it has never been fair.

Old Money never talks about money. That’s one of the ways that they manage to hold onto it for generations. In all the economic kerfuffles of the last few years, how many Boston Brahmins have been on protesters’ hit lists?

Had to ask, since I don’t move in those circles. The only “riche” in my family is my brother, who started out on food stamps and eventually had success in Hollywood. After he’d paid off his house and had over a million in the bank, he still drove an eight-year-old Nissan Maxima.

Our last President, however, comes from a family of Yalies going back four or five generations, and his youthful antics aren’t terribly far removed from this kind of horseshit.

Old money likes to hang around with other old money. Showing off a soggy receipt for a bottle that anyone in the group could afford doesn’t impress. The people in many of these photos are going out of their way to show off the money they have to those who don’t, which isn’t all the different than the showy display of gold chains and wads of 20s (likely surrounding a bunch of 1s and 5s) in areas of poverty.

In my experience, yes. It’s the nouveau riche who are extravagant and ‘wasteful’, while old money is more tasteful and subdued. When expense means nothing, then conspicuous consumption looses its appeal.

I don’t really see anything wrong with a lot of those photos, just some privileged kids having fun, no biggie. However, the ones where people pose with receipts of their alcoholic purchases are more sad than anything. I’m also trying to figure out how “2 6PK Water” costs 84 bucks and how 3 Red Bulls cost 24 bucks from a receipt pic on the first page. Like…where do you shop that 12 bottles of water costs 84 bucks? That better be the tears of Christ for that price or you’re getting ripped off.

I said the booze and receipt photos were kinda douchey but a lot of those photos are just pics of some rich kids and their friends. Albeit their fashion sense may seem off to some of us but whatever. Are you saying we should just hate rich people because they’re rich Jake?

No, not just because they are rich. But because they are rich and useless. Rich people have the potential to do good. But those who ignore that potential deserve nothing but scorn. I am sorry, but I can’t help but wish that some toaster would fall in to that bathtub.

That one that says Our everyday is better than your best day makes me they were stripped of everything (e.g. cash, credit cards, cell phones, etc.) and dropped right in the middle of some seriously poor neighborhood.

On their person will be firmly attached a sandwich board with that instagram picture. If they are not pelted with rocks, stinking awful, or tarred and feathered… Then maybe they can see with their own eyes what it’s like on the other side of the tracks. That is if they have a shred of compassion.

This may seem off-topic, but maybe someone will find it useful or entertaining. I have a sort of redneck philosophy about the very rich and the very poor.

Most of us have heard what an old clunker of a car sounds like, idling at a red light. The muffler has holes in it, so it’s loud. The ignition timing is off, so the engine makes a gruff chug-chug-chug sound instead of a low hum. The car is worth $800, tops.

Something fewer people have ever heard (but you can find it on Youtube) is how a very expensive race car sounds when idling, especially top fuel dragsters. Those things are tuned to perform best at speeds no clunker could ever hope to achieve without an airplane around it. Yet the dragsters are still loud and the timing isn’t set up for low idle, so it makes a gruff chug-chug-chug at the light. Top fuel dragsters are usually worth about $200,000 each.

Both are automotive extremes. Both sound exactly the same when they’re sitting still where people can listen to them. Both run a risk of bursting into flaming ruin – one from being too poor to afford maintenance, the other from running too hard for too long on the same exclusive tracks.

Somewhere in the middle is best: reasonable, smooth-running and practical. So it goes in life. Trailer trash is just as irrational, adulterous and treacherous as the 1%. It’s those level-headed folks living the middle way who are most balanced.

Except that fellow in the “old clunker” will probably stay fueled up on a combination of drug and welfare money. The rich kid’s Amex will definitely keep his Lambo topped up, while your Prius gets repo’d because you are broke, unemployed and lost all of your credit in the housing slump. Your “redneck philosophy” is the argumentum ad temperantia and in this recession-plagued nation, with a rapidly declining middle class, I fail to see how it is even plausible if taken at face value.

Sites like this give me a renewed sense of hope for the future. Can you imagine how many corrupt/inept past and current politicians could have been prevented from ever rising to a position of power if they had been raised in a culture where every single stupid action they ever participated in was documented forever and ever in the public domain? There’s gotta be at least a few dozen aspiring political careers for whom the eventual seeds of their premature destruction is being sown via Instagram and tumblr. Not to mention all the amazing smear campaign fodder being posted via twitter, facebook, etc. The up-and-coming politicians of the future are going to have to either be complete luddites or be purposely trained by their parents/nannies/handlers from an early age to avoid having any internet presence whatsoever. Either that, or maybe (just maybe) be normal, well-adjusted, non-sociopathic, smart, normal people who just want to make their communities and country a better place to live. #silverlining

Ok, this is rather disturbing. The “Our everyday is better than your best day” jerk has a scene from American Psycho where PB contemplates killing his secretary as his Twitter wallpaper: https://twitter.com/collinjohnstone. I think this tells us all we need to know about our leaders of tomorrow.

Status is an illusion… also, being a dick is being a dick. Some of them could do with being knocked down a peg. If not by the hand of another, then by natural means. I can tell you this, If I had those resources, I would respect those resources. I would also do something with those resources to benefit everyone.

Such as supporting bills that encourage financial diversity. Also I would refrain from flaunting my fortune, for directing attention to fortune attracts thieves and others who have no qualms with parting others with their fortune.

When my wife and I take extra long walks, we sometimes end up in the opulent neighborhood with the hotel sized mansions. That’s where the sidewalks are, and the shade trees. We gawk disgustedly at the huge houses with the $200,000+ cars in front for a while, but the talk always seems to eventually devolve into picking the longest stretch of windowless wall on these monstrosities that would serve best to line the inhabitants up against. It becomes kind of a game.

This all seems very déclassé and nuevo riche. From all that I have been taught, the truly rich don’t flaunt (and in such a ridiculous way)or behave in this manner. Too easy. I have never been rich. I spent my childhood in a solidly middle class environment, and I still exist there (maybe a little better).

I don’t know the ways of the truly rich. I have been around it a few times and found it all intimidating. Best days are made of money, on that point I strongly disagree. I have done the jet set thing a few times with rich friends and days spent with my family are a million times more soul satisfying.

I don’t understand the point of this tumblog. Is it meant to shame them? Because I’m pretty sure none of them really care … I mean, they put their photos on Instagram, publicly, in the first place. They’re showing off. If it’s meant to make us envious, like MTV Cribs or whatever the cool kids are watching these days, I don’t have time for that.